baby shower · Uncategorized

Both complete sadness and complete bliss ~ Naturally Jek’s bubba shower and fair well.

My heart is now so full even though yesterday was met with deep emotion.


I am so blessed to have been spoiled beyond compare at my baby shower, where each and every person celebrated in the joy of my darling little human about to enter onto earth side.


I’ve never been so ‘in the moment’ and ‘present’ with people before than I did yesterday afternoon. This stemmed out of two factors; one, my go getter personality has virtually taken a holt since being pregnant and all I can do is just be. A quality I have only recently acquired. And two, yesterday was the last time for a long time I would see the beautiful faces of the many humans that I love so dearly in this world.


In 10 short days is when I take my husbands hand and our little family and embark upon a leap of faith kind of journey to the other side of Australia. I’ve always loved adventure, change and living excitedly. However, of all the moves, this is he hardest, because never before have I had the deep heart connection to so many people as I have since being where I am now.

I am extremely emotional.


I am extremely pregnant.


I am extremely blessed.

journey · Uncategorized

We’re moving!

Growing up in a unique way where my gypsy parents allowed the value of extraordinary experience not to get in the way of comfort or traditional schooling and doing life traditionally for that matter, has really shaped my thinking ~ I got to experience living in an African village in the fourth poorest country in the world, traveling the east coast of Australia on a horse drawn wagon with my three siblings, Mumma, Daddy and four beautiful horses, growing my early years in a Australian Aboriginal community in Northern Australia and just about every other adventure from outback living to cities and in between. 15 homes. 9 school changes. This all has taught me to love people, love life, love diversity and think critically about how to do this thing called life.

we are moving

Now married to my mountain man, as a young couple exploring our options for starting out in this world, I can’t help but think there must be more options then living at home with parents, renting or tying yourself down in a mortgage. Often I feel different for thinking outside of these three options. In Australia we are extremely privileged in comparison to other parts of the world but also the younger generation are heavily burdened with carrying mortgages of 30 years and astronomical amount of interest paid in this time.

Sometimes putting it out there, having a whole lot of faith and taking a step out of the ‘norm’ is all you need for doors to open in ways you’d never imagine.

We knew that our journey in South East Queensland was coming to a close mid 2017 as my man finishes his university studies, I enter maternity leave and our next adventure awaits. After months of diligently searching for where our hearts are taking us and having faith that we would be guided to our right path, having multiple, wonderful doors being open but not having peace, THE extraordinary has just fell in our laps. A opportunity of a life time to be able to care take someone’s land for a open amount of time where we can build a movable place of our own where we can call home and save for our very own land. Want to know where? … the enchanted Tasmania!


A new community. A new home and limitless opportunity.

So now we’re working out the finer tweaks… temporary housing… we explored everything from tiny homes, container homes, kit homes, yurts, caravans and school bus conversions. Have you lived in alternative housing before? Comment what you’d suggest and why?

As it isn’t our land and we will need it to be mobile. We’re leaning towards a container home at this stage. I can’t wait to move in the next three months and start the building process. So stay tuned to see our next adventure unfolds.

Did I mention this is 6 short weeks before our first child is due?



Announcing to work about my little secret ~

I know 8 weeks pregnant is not “normally” when we are suppose to announce that we are pregnant. Perhaps a little early? But for me, I could not hide my bundle of joy any longer. You’d think from excitement right? Ah, nope… more like from symptoms. On the day that my calculator indicated I was 8 weeks pregnant, I went to work, for the first time in ages, in shorts. I love my skirts and dresses. I don’t normally wear shorts, but lucky for me, that day I did. I was 20 minutes into the day and just about to make a phone call when I felt a sudden urge to run to the toilet where I threw up for the first time. Not the nicest symptom of pregnancy but I am sure many of you and sympathise. But wait, it gets worse… being pregnant I do not have the bladder I once used to (as in, even 8 weeks ago) and whilst I was heaving over the bowl, I also peed my pants. Yup, at work.

I had a rather amused and sympathetic boss who let me go home and change. Interestingly enough no one commented on my sudden disappearance and then change of cloth. And I did not know what they might be assuming, so I went home in the evening and baked these scrumptious paleo choc muffins. The icing isn’t paleo because I haven’t learned how to make that yet. But life’s a wonderful journey of growth.


If you have a paleo-icing recipe you know is yummy or you have a hilarious pregnancy story you want to share, comment below. I would LOVE to hear it.